PAROLES

Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Hughes/Quin

I’ve got a feeling in my gut there’s more than this
More than I’ve heard, and more than you’re telling

One day, we’re gonna burst right out of here
Get out of this town, not know where we’re heading

You count on luck, somehow it won’t add up
And what you have, just has to be enough

I’ve been knocked down but I won’t be broken, I won’t be broken
My spirit’s reeling, but my arms are open, I won’t be broken

I’m straining at the leash to be a better man
But each time I try to climb I start sliding
Some days I think someone’s trying to keep me down
But I know it’s just my own fear that I’m fighting

I need you now like I never did
I need something that only you can give

I’ve been knocked down but I won’t be broken, I won’t be broken
My spirit’s reeling, but my arms are open, I won’t be broken

You count on luck, somehow it won’t add up
And what you have, just has to be enough

I’ve been knocked down but I won’t be broken, I won’t be broken
My spirit’s reeling, but my arms are open, I won’t be broken

Got a feeling someday you and I are gonna blow this town wide open
Got a hunger snapping at my heels, my mind that can’t be changed
A will that won’t be broken

A PROPOS

‘Wont Be Broken’ is an emotionally honest, piano led song about battling difficult times with determination and hope. (contactmusic.com)

PAROLES

Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Hughes/Quin

I watched you walking
Late in the day
Where old men were talking
Binding up the hay
I watched you drinking
Shutting your eyes and thinking
Late in the day

You were signalling with your hands
Going, going out of my way
You’re out of my way
Where you’re banging on hollow land
A hunter-gatherer and
Blowing, blowing out of the rain
In out of the rain

Ooooh, Oooh

After several uneventful days
We gathered all the faithful
To come and have their say
Drinking, greeting
Sellers and farmers meeting
Late in the day

You were signalling with your hand
Going, going out of my way
You’re out of my way
Where you’re banging on hollow land
A hunter-gatherer and
Blowing, blowing out of the rain
In out of the rain

I wish all my words were unsaid
I wish all my words were unsaid
If I could eat my words would I be standing here
Biding my time and feeling so young
In the summer when the rain begins
Better hurry, don’t bide your time
Better get all your winter things
Better gather, don’t bide your time
In the summer when the rain begins
Better hurry, don’t bide your time
Better get all your winter things
Better gather, don’t bide your time

A PROPOS

PAROLES

Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Hughes

Lonely, why so lonely?
Why are you hiding all the time?
Don’t you realize time is passing?
Down through the river and into the tide to be washed aside

Tired now, why so tired now?
Have you forgotten how we used to play?
Can’t you lie here just a little longer?
Let’s stay together and not fade away into the night

Come out into the light
Come out into the light
Come out into the light
Come out into the light

Tired now, why so tired now?
Have you forgotten how we used to play?
Can’t you lie here just a little longer?
Let’s stay together and not fade away into the night

Come out into the light
Come out into the light
Come out into the light
Come out into the light

A PROPOS

PAROLES

Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Hughes

I see I’m a long, long way from where I am supposed to be
And frankly I’m still happy here
I know where I’d rather be

So whether you’re lonely like the sun
Or you rely on everyone
There’s no need to be lonely
There’s no need to be low
We’re lines and maps and cities and songs

Feel fear the closer it comes
Till I don’t know how it feels
Till I don’t know how it feels
Till I don’t know

A million miles from anywhere
But anyway
I don’t deny the more you see
The more I try to change your mind

So whether you’re lonely like the sun
Or you rely on everyone
There’s no need to be lonely
There’s no need to be low
We’re lines and maps and cities and songs

Feel fear the closer it comes
Till I don’t know how it feels
Till I don’t know how it feels
Till I don’t know

But I’m here whenever you say
Ever you say

Oh, little by little she blows
And that’s the end of it
And little by little she blows
And that’s the end of it

A PROPOS

PAROLES

Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Hughes

I’ve been thinking
Why don’t we
Jump on board some gunship
And sail away to sea

And if I’m seized by enemy
Of any kind
I don’t mind
They’ll be sorry
Wait and see
The SAS will rescue me

I’ve been thinking
I’m so bored
What a life to live and die
By the silver sword

And if I’m crashed on stormy seas
The darkness falls and all I see
Is a desert island
That’s ok
I’ll use the stars to find my way
If I’m drifting to no-man’s land
GHQ will lend a hand
And there’s nothing king and country wouldn’t do for me
[x2]

A PROPOS

PAROLES

Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Hughes/Quin

My god is, the human spirit
My church is, the gentle earth
My hymns are, the songs of the people
My prayers are, our drunken words

The things that I never asked you
They keep me up at night
The things that I never told you
They never sounded right

But I’ll still be waiting
Rolled like a bottle on your shore
Shape eroding
Worn by the waves that we rode before

If ever, your faith is shaken
Turn my way, I’ll still be here

‘Cause now, the seasons are changing
I feel it in my bones
And nothing looks the same in
The place that was our home

But I’ll still be waiting
Rolled like a bottle on your shore
Shape eroding
Worn by the waves that we rode before

And I’ll still be waiting
Rolled like a bottle on your shore
Shape eroding
Worn by the waves, baby, if your
Dreams are breaking
Crushed by the tide and the cold stones
I’ll be waiting
Don’t be afraid, ’cause you’re almost home

These brittle crumbling things will pass
Dreams, they spin like broken glass
Like bottles breaking on a stony shore
I’ll still be sitting here at your door
These brittle crumbling things will pass
Dreams, they spin like broken glass
Like bottles breaking on a stony shore
I’ll still be sitting here at your door

A PROPOS

PAROLES

Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Hughes

You say you’ve been wondering
Why you’re so lonely
I’m not the man to ask, but I
I know it’s not easy
When each time you give your heart
Sorrow was never far behind

But it’s love, actually love that you must find
Love, actually love that you must find

I know it’s a long, cold road
And if you can’t see your way
I’ll be your eyes

For it’s love, actually love that you will find
Love, actually love that you will find

And if you should think me cold
Born with a heart of stone
Look in my eyes and read my mind

For it’s love, actually love that you will find
Love, actually love that you will find

A PROPOS

« In 2002 we were an unsigned band; and our friend and manager Adam was working for the producer of Love Actually. While they were making the film, Adam suggested we should quickly write a song and he’d see if he could get it into Richard Curtis’ hands…and maybe we could sneak onto the soundtrack and get our big break! Needless to say it didn’t turn out that way, but Richard always very graciously said he loved the song and wished he’d put it in the film. We all loved the song too, but having called it ‘Love Actually’, it was very hard to do anything with it! In fact, for 20 years whenever I’ve played a new demo to my mum, her response has usually been “Hmm…when are you going to record ‘Love Actually’?” Well, the film Love Actually is 20 years old now, which at last gives us a perfect reason to record our song properly. » (Tim, newsletter of the band, 1st Dec 2024)